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Me.

Oooh honeyy, you haven't had a past until you've had mine.
I would go into detail on each one but I don't have time.
Just know,
I've been raped, stabed, abandoned.
Lied to, cheated on.
Bullied, kicked, frowned upon.
My daddy hates me.
My mom acts like she doesn't know me.
My step dad looks for reasons to get me in trouble.
We then all get in a fight, and the pain just doubles.
My best friend decided it was time to leave me.
Spreading rumours that deceived me.
I'm pregnant, but killed my baby?
Through abortion? Oh lord, save me.
My head has hit so many walls.
My hands and knees are what I use to crawl.
No one likes me.
They all fear me.
I just want to be loved.
Not called fat and be shoved.
I'm 5'8 and 160 pounds.
But that says I have enough fat to go around.
I've only slept with a few guys.
My choice, not because of my size.
But who cares, no one but me,a crook.
In order to read the book
The covers gotta catch your attention, draw you in.
If I were a book, people would throw me ina den.
To rot and never be read.
Or at least, that's what I've been fed.
Written by yinyang (Cortney)
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